"Huh?" Yang Hao only raised his head, and the courage that Zhu Yun had inspired for a long time disappeared immediately. He quickly raised the bowl and said: "Please, please drink."
"Oh, okay, my drinking capacity is not as good as yours, so just drink to your heart's content and I'll try my best to keep you company, haha..."
Zhuyun drank a bowl of wine, immediately grabbed the wine jar, and poured another bowl for herself. Her face was covered with peach blossoms, her eyes were drunk, and she said shyly: "Your Majesty, I...when I'm drunk, do I like to talk nonsense?"
Eight ways?"
Yang Hao almost laughed out loud, coughed quickly, shook his head seriously and said: "No way, Zhu Yun... Ahem, the wine is very good, very good, basically no crying or fussing, very worry-free.
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Zhu Yun smiled happily, and immediately rewarded herself with a bowl of wine. She mustered up her courage and said with the strength of the wine: "Well... when Zhu Yun went to capture the two brothers Tuoba and Han Chan, the king promised Zhu
One thing about Yun, I don’t know... I don’t know what the king said, do you still want to count it?”
Yang Hao's heartbeat suddenly accelerated. This girl with a cheerful temperament and pretty face had been fighting for him through life and death. She was an outstanding killer, but in the field of love, she was young and pitiful. She was just an inexperienced little girl.
, that feeling of pity and love gradually grew in his heart. Maybe he regarded her as a like-minded friend, or an innocent and cute little sister, but after all, she was a beautiful and mature girl
, Yang Hao couldn't tell what kind of feelings he had for her. After the last drunken confession, Yang Hao already knew what she was thinking. He didn't know what he should do when the girl plucked up the courage to propose.
What kind of response is appropriate?
Agree? Reject? Yang Hao felt a little uneasy, but also a little bit expectant. For any man to have a pretty and lovely girl take the initiative to express his love, it would be quite a sense of accomplishment, right?
"Of course... it counts, hehe, tell me, what do you want, just... say it." Yang Hao couldn't help but hesitate in his tone. He twisted his body uncomfortably and changed his sitting position.
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"Last time...he really didn't hear what I said clearly?" Zhuyun secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but she was also slightly disappointed. She bit her lip, hesitated for a while, and suddenly picked up the wine, as if
The strong man sacrificed his life generously at the execution ground. He drank the old wine in the bowl in one breath, pressed his hands on the table, and stared at Yang Hao with a pair of almond-shaped eyes.
Yang Hao was startled and subconsciously moved his body backward: "Zhu Yun, what's wrong with you?"
"Your Majesty, I... I just want to make one condition!" Zhu Yun's face was burning, her neck was burning, and her eyes were burning, as if she had turned into a red boy, and her hair had turned into burning clouds.
"You...you said..." Yang Hao's mouth suddenly became dry, and his heart jumped up and down. He couldn't help but despise himself: "You are not the first brother who has just been in love. Look at you.
This is a good thing."
"Dong dong dong..."
Just as Zhu Yun was about to speak, there was a knock on the door that was even faster than the beating of their two hearts: "Master, Master, there is an emergency."
This was Ma Yi's voice. Yang Hao left the palace incognito. Apart from the guards around him, only Ma Yi knew.
Yang Hao immediately straightened his expression and said in a deep voice: "Come in."
Ma Yi ducked in, closed the door behind him, nodded to Zhu Yun, called Sister Zhu Yun, then immediately went to Yang Hao and reported quickly, because there were many diners next door, and Ma Yi was worried that there were ears in the wall.
He didn't dare to speak loudly and whispered, even Zhu Yun who was very close could not fully hear him.
Yang Hao's expression changed drastically after hearing this. When Ma Yi finished speaking in a hurry, Yang Hao immediately stood up and said in shock: "Is this happening? How could it be like this! Leave immediately."
Before Zhu Yun could ask, Yang Hao had already stood up and left. Shopkeeper Yue nodded and bowed and stepped forward to greet her. Yang Hao waved his hand and said hurriedly: "I have something urgent, so I'll go ahead and come back to the shop next time to enjoy the delicious food."
He hurried out of the Dog Slaughtering House, turned over and jumped onto his horse. Yang Hao immediately took out a tiger talisman from his arms and ordered a guard: "Go quickly and have Tuoba Haofeng's headquarters waiting outside the east city gate." After that, he called.
The horse then goes away.
When Zhuyun saw this situation, she knew that something big had happened. She didn't care about her feeling of loss and hurriedly asked Ma Yi: "Xiao Yi, what happened?"
Ma Yi told her the whole story again, and Zhu Yun also knew that things were really bad now. Women have always been Yang Hao's opponent, how could he let any woman he was passionate about lose his heart? Back then, Yang Hao
Working as a domestic servant in someone else's house, a humble person like an ant who could easily kill someone, would dare to kill him twice for Luo Dong'er, and would not hesitate to run away to the end of the world, not to mention that he is now in the supreme position?
"Your Majesty, why don't you go and see Princess Yongqing? Although the matter is urgent, it has already happened and it is not bad at this moment. Princess Yongqing's identity is after all..."
Yang Hao broke into Ding Chengzong's mansion directly, not allowing his eldest brother to ask any more questions, and hurriedly gave an explanation before turning back and leaving the mansion at a galloping pace. Zhu Yunqing knew that it was not appropriate to persuade him, but he still had to say what he needed to say.
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Yang Hao said anxiously: "My heart is burning, I can't think of seeing her at this moment. Since Nvying bumped into her, let Nvying take care of her first, and we'll talk about it after I come back."
"Where is the king going?"
Yang Hao whipped his horse quickly and said quickly: "Yanzhou!"
Zhu Yun and Ma Yi looked at each other and hurriedly followed. As they walked, Zhu Yun relayed Yang Hao's explanation to a guard, and asked the guard to go back and report the news. She and Ma Yi followed closely behind. Yang Hao
Not only was she the man she fell in love with, but she was also the king she was loyal to. Zhu Yun had never forgotten her responsibilities, so how could she leave him now?
Outside the east gate, Tuoba Haofeng and his well-trained palace guards had already lined up in order. He didn't know why Yang Hao was rushing to send the order. He signed the tiger talisman for mobilizing troops, and he immediately mobilized all his troops.
Waiting in formation at the east gate, Yang Hao didn't say anything as soon as he arrived, and immediately ordered him to rush to Yanzhou. Tuoba Haofeng was confused, but seeing Yang Hao's face sinking like water and his eyes like spitting fire, he didn't dare
When I asked, I had to hurry up.
In the palace, Princess Yongqing and Nvying sat across from each other. She recognized Nvying. When her father was alive, Nvying went to the palace every month to pay homage to the Queen. She often accompanied the Queen of Song. She might not recognize other noble ladies.
But how could we not be curious about the most talented and beautiful woman in the south of the Yangtze River, who was both a queen and a queen, and who was now a subjugated wife? How could we not remember her once we had seen her beautiful and fragrant face?
It's just that although the heroine at that time had a graceful appearance, her face was haggard, her eyes were dim, and she often had a sense of sadness. But now she is radiant, and her sense of satisfaction, pleasure, and joy cannot be concealed at all. Moreover, she is radiant.
She has no children, and now...
Looking at the pair of cute babies wrapped around her knees, and remembering the legend that she had been buried in the sea of fire, Princess Yongqing was also confused and didn't know what to say.
"You are running around like this, can you escape?"
Seeing that Li Jiyun was still injured and limping around the room like a trapped animal, Zhe Ziyu tied his hands, sat on the carpet and asked coldly.
The blood on the rug is still wet, it is the blood shed by the owner of the rug. This is a small tribe. Huyan Aobo and his party have just escaped here and occupy the magpie nest. They run around every day to avoid the pursuit of the Xixia army. Li Jiyun He had no time to take good care of his body, and he was running around everywhere. He had already used up his guns, sticks and medicine. Although Li Jiyun was physically strong, he also suffered from trauma.
Li Jiyun sneered and said: "Is there anyone who is more familiar with the geographical situation of Hexi's mountains and rivers than me? I can't fight, but if I want to escape, no one can stop me."
Zhe Ziyu said: "You are just a lost dog now. Just like today, plundering some small tribes will not be able to supplement your needs of tens of thousands of soldiers and horses. The weather is freezing and the snow is heavy. Sooner or later you will be dragged away. What's more, although Huyan Aobo has been seriously injured, he still controls the entire army. In my opinion, he cannot obey your words."
Li Jiyun smiled ferociously and said: "Are you saying that to inspire me to kill you? Huh! It's not that easy. If there is a way, I will definitely find a way. Just wait and see!"
After Li Jiyun said that, he limped away. Zhe Ziyu looked at his back and smiled coldly.
That day, Zhe Ziyu fell into the hands of Li Jiyun. When Li Jiyun asked her about her identity, Zhe Ziyu only made a quick calculation in her heart and revealed her true identity. If she fabricated an identity casually, it would be very difficult for Li Jiyun. She is worthless, her only fate is to be cut into pieces with random knives, and before that, she is very likely to be insulted by a group of bandits.
Zhe Ziyu has a strong personality. She will try her best to use her wisdom to create a glimmer of hope for herself. Even if she is really unable to resist, her choice will be an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth. She must take revenge before she is willing to do so. Even if It was the most desperate situation, and she couldn't behave like a child who would commit suicide to keep her innocence. She died with hatred and never closed her eyes.
As expected, Zhe Ziyu's identity temporarily guaranteed her safety. Li Jiyun was "clearly aware" of all the entanglements between Zhe Yuxun and Yang Hao, and Zhe Ziyu also revealed his resentment and grievances towards Yang Hao in front of him. Li Jiyun I believe it all. The love story between Yang Hao and Zhe Ziyu is widely circulated, but now Yang Hao has five princesses. This girl Zhe is more than 20 years old and has not yet entered Yang Hao's palace. If not Due to the reasons that are now widely circulated among the people, how could the two of them never get together? In addition, Zhe Ziyu was in a state of desolation and weathered, and Li Jiyun was even more convinced by the predicament that Zhe's family was facing. , Zhe Ziyu might be of great use, but why would he harm her life? When Huyan Aobo woke up and learned of Zhe Ziyu's identity, he agreed to Li Jiyun's choice.
However, Li Jijun suggested using Ziyu's life as a pledge to force the Xixia army to give way to a way out, but Huyan Aobo refused. Huyan Aobo had fought countless battles in his life and won more than he lost, so he developed arrogance. With his stubborn temper, even if he was defeated, he would not admit that he had lost the opportunity to return to Longyou. Using a woman to force the other party to give way seemed to him a great shame and humiliation. Even if he could escape back to Longyou, from now on He has no face to raise his head in front of the world's heroes. In his eyes, a lifetime of fame is more important than life and death.
According to the information obtained by Li Jiyun, Yang Hao still loves Zhe Ziyu deeply. This is normal. Everyone knows that Yang Hao is a sick and lustful person. He even coveted the seventh princess of Luohe at night. How could it be that
Can you be a good womanizer? Anyone who sees a beauty like Zhe Ziyu will believe that Yang Hao will not sever his love for her. However, between the country and the beauty, Yang Hao has obviously become a normal man.
A choice everyone would make: Zhe Ziyu's identity determines that Yang Hao will never let them become royal relatives until the Zhe family's influence on the old Zhe family army disappears completely.
But even though Yang Hao had many taboos against the Zhe family, in order to win people's hearts and create a good reputation for his benevolence and righteousness, he had to appear to be extremely benevolent and righteous towards the Zhe family. Even though he sent Zhe Yuxun far away to Yumen Pass
, isn’t it just an euphemistic claim to be entrusted with an important task and entrust one of the frontiers? At the beginning, he even exchanged the national jade seal for his family. Although it was just a pass-by, it also shows that Yang Hao wooed the Zhe family army and valued his reputation.
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Now that Zhe Ziyu is in his hands, in private, Yang Hao still has feelings for the girl Zhe. In Gong, Yang Hao has to pretend that the favor of the Zhe family remains unchanged, how can he ignore her life and death? Even if he hesitates a little, he can
Take the opportunity to break through the defense line and escape.
Unfortunately, such a plan was rejected by the arrogant pig Huyan Aobo. Although Huyan Aobo is lying on a simple snow sledge, dying and waking up in and out, he still has absolute control over the entire army.
In terms of control, as the number two figure, he had no say at all in front of the arbitrary Huyan Aobo.
When the tent became quiet, Zhe Ziyu let out a long breath, rested her chin on her knees, blinked her beautiful eyelashes, and began to think about how to get out of the predicament. The difficulty was quite high. No matter how smart she was, she could think
There was no reason why Li Jiyun could let her go, no matter how obvious her resentment towards Yang Hao was. After pondering for a long time and finding no good ideas, Zhe Ziyu sighed quietly and thought of Yang Hao again.
"It's been a long journey. I thought I was going to see him soon, but who knew... this time, would I be doomed? Did he already know that I was in trouble and was captured? Is he worried about me?"
Just as she was thinking about it, the curtain suddenly opened, and a cold wind blew in her face. Several big Tufan men pressed their hands on the hilts of their knives and rushed in with murderous intent. Zhe Ziyu was suddenly shocked. She thought these soldiers were
The middle-aged man knew that he had no chance of survival, and in desperation wanted to show off his power. No matter how clever she was, she was an inexperienced girl after all. Seeing such a situation, she couldn't help but panic.
Unexpectedly, when those people saw her, they immediately rushed forward angrily: "Take her away, kill her head, and avenge the general!"
"Kill her, kill her, cut her into pieces!"
Zhe Ziyu was surprised: "Huyan Aobo is dead?"
Several people picked up Zhe Ziyu and dragged her away. This small tribe was not big. The few felt tents were occupied by high-ranking generals. The ordinary soldiers slept on the snowy fields around the tents. The tribe was in autumn.
They used the large amounts of weeds they had accumulated to make fire starters. Together with the dismantled poles of the sheep and horse pens, they burned vigorously.
With his feet barely touching the ground, Zhe Ziyu was dragged into another felt tent not far away by several angry men. He saw Huyan Aobo lying on his back in the tent, with a face like gold paper. He could only breathe out but not in. What he saw was
He was dead. There was an old man with a goatee next to him, shivering.
It turns out that Huyan Aobo's subordinates are dragging him around these days. A local force like them that has not yet become a country and is occupying one place is actually equivalent to a tribe. Before the Song Dynasty gave them a large amount of assistance, even weapons,
The clothes were not complete, and there were no specialized medicinal materials or military doctors at all. In the past, wars only relied on some soldiers who knew herbal medicine to pick some herbs to treat gunshot wounds and wrap them up for their injured comrades, leaving life or death to fate.
Now Huyan Aobo was hit by an arrow, and it was freezing and snowy again. There was nowhere to pick herbs. They could only simply bandage the wound, and then dragged Huyan Aobo and fled until they attacked this small tribe that night, burning, killing, and looting.
Afterwards, I learned that there was an old doctor in the tribe. I felt like I had found a treasure and dragged him to treat the general.
Who would have thought that when the old doctor untied the wound, he discovered that the wound had long been festered. Fortunately, it was winter, so there was no stench. It was the center of the heart, and it would have been difficult to treat an arrow normally, let alone what it looked like now.
The old doctor was afraid that his subordinates would kill him in anger, so he had no choice but to treat him like a living horse. After careful inspection, he found that the wound was poisonous, which is why it became so serious. The old doctor quickly claimed the credit.
Said it like that.
The Jurchen warrior who was captured together with Zhe Ziyu was also a burden and had been killed by the Tubo people long ago. They then turned their anger on Zhe Ziyu and captured her.
Zhe Ziyu was so smart and cunning. She understood what was going on in just a few words. An idea suddenly came to her mind. She no longer expected to have a chance to escape. All she could think about was having the chance to see Yang Hao before she died.
, or find an opportunity to give Li Jiyun, the bastard who ruined her life's hopes, a big pain. When she heard the whole story, she immediately took action.
Seeing the big Tibetan man escorting her to the dying Huyan Aobo and about to raise a knife and chop her, Zhe Ziyu was not afraid and calmly said in a clear tone: "Since I was captured by you, I have never thought about it.
However, I will not suffer for others. The people I brought are warriors of the Jurchen tribe. They are both warriors and very ordinary hunters. Their arrows can both kill and hunt, so...the ones they carry
arrow……"
While she was talking, a big Tibetan man had already drawn his sword from his waist. The sword turned like a wheel and was struck by the wind.
Zhe Ziyu said categorically: "It's not poisonous!"
The blade suddenly stopped in her throat, causing a tremor to shudder on her skin. The big Tibetan man holding the knife narrowed his eyes slightly and said in a deep voice: "What do you mean?"
Zhe Ziyu glanced at him coldly: "As long as you are not stupid, you should understand what I mean." She raised her head high and said: "My people, there is no poison on the arrows."
Several big Tibetan men were all general-level figures and were no more reckless or careless than ordinary soldiers. When they heard something in Zhe Ziyu's words, they looked at each other and became suspicious. Since Li Jiyun arrived at Xiaoguan, he has been deliberately developing his power. This is something they
They had known it for a long time. Now that they were in this situation, Li Jiyun and Huyan Aobo had different opinions and had quite a dispute. They also knew it. Under such circumstances, how could they not have doubts?
Zhe Ziyu glanced at the goatee and said in Dangxiang dialect: "Old man, don't be afraid. There are many wounded soldiers in the army. They have many places to use you. They won't kill you easily. As long as you obey and do things, it will be done."
.This dying man was injured by an arrow first and then poisoned, right? This is their internal matter and has nothing to do with you. You just need to tell the truth and there is no need to worry."
Longyou in Hexi Province is very close to each other, and these Tubo generals also understand the Dangxiang language. There is no doubt about what Zhe Ziyu said. But Goatee was trapped among tigers and wolves, and all his relatives died tragically. He was already frightened. Suddenly he heard someone speaking in his native language. When he spoke, he immediately became very close to Zhe Ziyu, and he became a little closer to Zhe Ziyu. Zhe Ziyu did not allow any doubt and directly said that the man on the ground was hit by an arrow first and then poisoned. He also comforted him to just tell the truth and no one would express his anger. to him.
In fact, Zhe Ziyu has cleverly added hints and inducements in his words. Normally speaking to a person who has an independent opinion is not a big deal, but in such an atmosphere, for a person who has no idea and no one, and who will grasp every straw as a savior. , but it has a great hypnotic effect. Goatee nodded hurriedly, followed Zhe Ziyu's words, mixed in some medical analysis he knew, and spoke again in a specious way.
Those Tibetan generals didn't know that a beautiful and petite woman like Zhe Ziyu, trapped among tigers and wolves, would actually have the intention to harm others, and could actually design harm to others. She was like a poisonous rose with thorns. Several people heard that the doctor was like this. He said, the doubts in his heart became more serious.
At this time, Li Jijun stumbled in with several generals under his command. Now he was trapped in a tight siege, and he had to calm the morale of the army. Although Li Jijun was injured, the commander was already unconscious, so he could only hold on to his body and lead a few generals. He was inspecting the military camp, comforting the wounded, showing sympathy to the soldiers, and pretending to be a condolence ambassador by asking questions. He suddenly heard from several soldiers who were sent to watch over Zhe Ziyu that Zhe Ziyu had been kidnapped by some Tibetan generals, and he immediately became anxious. Come.
"What are you doing? Who allowed you to capture my people? Is it General Huyan's order?" Li Jiyun shouted sharply as soon as he entered the felt tent.
After all, he was once the young master of Xixia, dominating an area, and was also a powerful hero. Although he later took refuge in Shang Boqian, he also treated Huyan Aobo as his eldest brother and accepted him as his younger brother, but this did not mean that he treated Huyan Aobo's generals They also have to grovel. Huyan Aobo is an extremely strong person. He takes good care of the people around him. He is hands-on in everything and has a paternalistic style. Although he has won the unanimous support of his officers and men, it has also caused the generals under him to lack independence. Li Jiyun was furious now. They really didn't have much courage to confront the second-in-command in the army.
"General, he...can no longer give orders."
"What?"
Li Jiyun was startled and looked towards the couch, only to see that Huyan Aobo was in bad condition. Li Jiyun quickly pushed away several Tubo generals and rushed to Huyan Aobo's side. He knelt down on one knee and leaned over to hold his hand. With his hand, he shouted urgently: "Brother, Brother Huyan!"
Li Jijun's deep brotherhood seemed a bit artificial in the eyes of several Tubo generals who had already raised suspicion in their hearts. However, suspicion cannot be used as evidence, let alone fight against each other at this time. Several Tubo generals just looked on with cold eyes. Hold him.
Li Jiyun grabbed a bowl of soup, slowly poured half of the soup into Huyan Aobo's mouth, and called out urgently: "Brother Huyan, brother!"
Huyan Aobo moved slightly, and his consciousness suddenly came to his senses. He opened his dull eyes and looked around. He saw several generals under his command, and Li Jijun was kneeling next to him. He looked embarrassed and could not help but reveal a bitter smile. meaning.
"I thought that this... would be able to make a great contribution, but I didn't expect... that I would actually die here." Huyan Aobo spoke more clearly after looking back. He took a few breaths and said again: "I... I can't do it." Yes, Jiyun, you...take them out..."
He closed his eyes, held Li Jiyun's hand tightly, and remained silent for a long time before suppressing his voice and saying: "You can do whatever you want, I... will leave it all to you!"
Even until his death, he was ashamed to say that he would use women as hostages to force the enemy to make concessions and let him live. However, he could choose to die rather than be humiliated, but he did not want his brothers who had followed him for many years to be buried together. , he finally compromised.
After saying this, Huyan Aobo looked at his brothers with nostalgia, and then passed away.
"General!" Several Tubo generals knelt down in front of his body with tears streaming down their faces.
Li Jiyun was also in tears, and was so excited that this stubborn bastard who could not be pulled back was finally dead! The most rare thing was the words he said before he died. The two of them had a tacit understanding. I understand the meaning of Huyan Aobo's last words before his death. But others may not know it. Even if they know..., they can still misinterpret it and induce it. This sentence can be extended to another meaning, just like those six words. It's the same as the top directive, so you can do something great. This bastard finally did a good thing before he died."
"Brother, brother, don't worry..."
Li Jijun burst into tears and painstakingly revised the "edict": "You and I are brothers, and our righteousness is stronger than that of Jin Jian. I will listen to my elder brother, inherit my eldest brother's responsibility, take our people out, and guard the Xiaoguan camp." I am so strong that I will avenge you one day!"
Zhe Ziyu looked on with cold eyes, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and a smile flashed away.
The first ray of sunshine in the morning shone on the snowy field, and a night of wind and snow buried the corpses and bloodstains of the small tribe. The sins and murders seemed to disappear with it, and the sky and earth became flawless white.
Li Jijun tied a filial piety scarf on his head and a filial piety belt across his waist. He led the soldiers who stood quietly in the dark, facing a newly erected tomb on the snowy field, silently worshiping. There were no incense candles, no good wine, no seasonal fruits, vegetables and flowers, and the atmosphere was But it is extremely solemn and solemn.
Kowtow once, kowtow again, kowtow three times..., the black army then kneels down, majestic and majestic.
After the ceremony, Li Jiyun stood up gently, and a party general came to his side. He looked at the rolling mountains in the east and whispered: "My lord... after he was defeated by Yang Hao, he was buried nearby on the other side of the mountain. place."
Li Jijun looked at the distant mountains and then at the army standing silently with murderous intent. He suddenly felt confident. He clenched his fists and said in a voice that only this confidant could hear: "There will be a day when I personally lead the army." With you, I go to pay homage to my father!"
He faced the east and bowed to the ground three times. The Tubo soldiers remained unmoved, but the Dangxiang army also bowed down. Li Jijun stood up, brushed the snow off his forehead, and said in a low and powerful voice, "I will be back!"